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Over the years, members of the Creatures Community have written many songs and poems about life in Albia, and some of them are collected here. Got one? Add it to this page!

Many of these songs were collected from alt.games.creatures by Alex Watson, and originally published at Alex's Creatures. Thanks, Alex!


Songs not here include:


The JNCOBOY thread

By Luke Whitmore

Yeah, I can tell from the postings recently,
There's a civil war on AGC,
This newsgroup is fallin' apart,
Ping's started making sense, for a start,
And as I said, this old thread,
Has pretty much been left for dead,
But I don't want to let it die
So I punch myself in the groin and cry...

There's arguments 'n' blamin' and a-shoutin' an' a flamin'
But it's stayin' alive, stayin' alive,
Replies to 'okay' have been increasin' every day,
But it's stayin' alive, stayin' alive.
Hup, hup, hup, hup, stayin' alive, stayin' alive,
Hup, hup, hup, hup, stayin'
aliiiiiii-iiiiiiiiiii-iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiive...

By Beth

I thought I'd post to this thread
Before AGC becomes fully dead
So this is simply a useless post
Before I go and eat my toast
To say hello
And wish a good day
To those who come here everyday
That is all I can think to write
Good day, good morning, and good night. 

The Creatures Go Marching

To the tune of The Ants Go Marching, by Bean

The Grendel, The Ettin, The Norn, The Shee, Hurrah! Hurrah!
The Grendel, The Ettin, The Norn, The Shee, Hurrah! Hurrah!
They all go marching one by four,
The Grendel stops and hits the norn more.
And they all go marching
Down 
underground
To get away from the hand!
(Boom Boom Boom Boom, Boom Boom Boom Boom...)

The <clap>, The Ettin, The Norn, The Shee, Hurrah! Hurrah!
The <clap>, The Ettin, The Norn, The Shee, Hurrah! Hurrah!
They all go marching one by three
The Ettin stops to thank the Shee.
And they all go marching
Down
underground
To get away from the hand!
(Boom Boom Boom Boom, Boom Boom Boom Boom...)

The <clap>, The <clap>, The Norn, The Shee, Hurrah! Hurrah!
The <clap>, The <clap>, The Norn, The Shee, Hurrah! Hurrah!
They all go marching one by two
The norn pushes weed and sneezes "Achoo!"
And they all go marching
Down
underground
To get away from the hand!
(Boom Boom Boom Boom, Boom Boom Boom Boom...)

The <clap>, The <clap>, The <clap> The Shee, Hurrah! Hurrah!
The <clap>, The <clap>, The <clap> The Shee, Hurrah! Hurrah!
The Shee built a ship and flew away
Only to return another day...
And they all go soaring
Up 
And around
The Galaxy!

Those C2 Norns

To the tune of Millennium by Robbie Williams, by FeralChicken

    They've got hands directing their fates
    Who are praying they will eat food,
    Those C2 Norns....

Some say we are just players
And some say we are the Shee
But either one, we've had no luck
In getting Norns to eat

Gotta make 'em slow down
Before they fall and drown!

   They've got hands directing their fates
   Who are praying they will push food
   Otherwise they will starve to death
   Those C2 Norns...

Live for metabolism (transplants)
Defrib for your brain
Don't eat any real food
And do it all again

My friends are all so cynical
Refuse to play the game
They used to enjoy the madness
But now their Norns have all died away

   Chorus

Come and have a carrot now, before you starve to death
Come and have a carrot now, before you starve to death

   Chorus

When things go wrong we come to agc
To whine and complain and just go plain crazy
Newbies - look out for the sarcasm in Ping's posts

When things go wrong we come to agc
To whine and complain and just go plain crazy
Newbies - look out for the sarcasm in Ping's po-o-osts...

   Chorus (repeat and fade)

A Lot of Help From a.g.c.

To the tune of A Little Biddy Help From Elvis, by MadFish387

Hang-up nornish worries
Stop chewing all your claws (bibble-bib)
Hands got a world full of grendals
But there's COBs enough for all of yours (bibble-bib)

Norns have to push food
It's the job of the floating Hand
The Hand in us can't fail
Plus we've some angels
Who's been sent from above
It's the COB makers of a.g.c.

It's a little old Norn and Hand
With a lot of help from a.g.c
It's a little old Norn and Hand
With a lot of help from a.g.c

This is the greatest game of all time (bibble-bib)
Just Norn Hand and the Trinity 
Of a.g.c. (bibble-bib)
Norns could change the world
And get the COBs for free
Cos the NORN own the FBI
Das, Ping and Cat-i could come
To party in Cloud 9's sky

It's a little old Norn and Hand
With a lot of help from the Trinity
It's a little old Norn and Hand
With a lot of help from the Trinity

It all went wrong one hour at night
While we watched Albia TV
Ctp Sissy got whinge and shot at the screen
But instead he got a.g.c.

It's a little old Norn and Hand
With a lot of help from the a.g.c.
It's a little old Norn and Hand
With a lot of help from the a.g.c.

A Little Push From The Hand

To the tune of A Little Help With My Friends, by MadFish387

What would you do if Norn won't push food
Would you float up and slap about me
Give Norn the word and I'll circle the world
And Norn not to die on the way

Oh norn pull with a little push from the Hand
Mmm norn look with a little push from the Hand
Mmm norn push with a little push from the Hand

What norn push when the Hand is away.
(Norn afraid to be alone)
What norn push at the end year
(Norn sad and all alone)

No norn pull with a little push from the Hand
Mmm norn look with a little push from the Hand
Mmm norn push with a little push from the Hand

Norn pull norn
Dis norn pull dat norn
Norn pull anynorn
Norn no push anynorn

Norn no push norn pull norn at first look
Yes Norn no push norn at first look
What norn look when norn push candle
Norn not know but dis is mine
No norn get a little push from the Hand

Oh norn pull with a little push from the Hand
Mmm norn look with a little push from the Hand
Mmm norn push with a little push from the Hand

Norn pull norn
Dis norn pull dat norn
Norn pull anynorn
Norn no push anynorn

Oh norn pull with a little push from the Hand
Mmm norn look with a little push from the Hand
Mmm norn push with a little push from the Hand
Yes Norn get a little push form the Hand
Get a little push from the Handdddd

Purple Mountain Norns

To the tune of California Girls, by Anthony of NORN

Well, the Ron Norns are hip,
I really dig those smiles they wear,
And the Dwarf Norns with the way they talk,
I say push the computer over there.

The Banana Norn's really makes you feel alright,
And the Nornan Norn's, with the way they skritch,
they keep their newborns in delight.

I wish they all could be Purple Mountain,
(wish they all could be Purple Mountain)
I wish they all could be Purple Mountain  Norns.

The Purple Mountains have the sunshine
and the Norns all get so tan,
I dig a french bikini on the Norn dolls,
by a palm tree in the sand.

I been all round this great big world
and I seen all kinds of Norns,
yeah, but I couldn't wait to get back in Albia,
back to the cutest Norns in the world.

I wish they all could be Purple Mountain,
(wish they all could be Purple Mountain)
I wish they all could be Purple Mountain Norns.

I wish they all could be Purple Mountain,
(wish they all could be Purple Mountain)
I wish they all could be Purple Mountain Norns.

My Lovely Norn

To the tune of My Heart Will Go On from Titanic, by Boop the Norn

Every night in my dreams
I see you
I feel you
That is how I know you're O.K.

Far across Albia
all that space between us
I sure hope that you'll come back soon

Near, far
wherever you are
I believe that the Shee will protect you
once more I push food alone and
I can't wait to see you my lovely,
my lovely norn

Ever since I met you
the first time by the temple
I knew that you would be mine

Now you are so far away
on the Desert Island
I sure hope you'll come back to me soon

Near, far
wherever you are
I believe that the Shee will protect you
once more I push food alone and
I can't wait to see you my lovely,
my lovely norn

Hand's here
there's nothing I fear
'cause I know that the Shee will protect you
you'll come
come home to me soon
oh I really do love you my lovely,
my lovely nooooooorn!

The AGC Connection

To the tune of The Rainbow Connection by Kermit, by jcarrcwalk

Why are there so few songs about AGC
And what's there - insanity?
AGC has straitjackets and also fingerpuppets.
AGC has nothing to hide.
So we've been told AGC is great.
I'll find out in a while.
Someday I'll find it.
AGC.
The fingerpuppets the straitjackets and me.

Who said that Creatures 2 could be a success
When added a volcano?
Somebody thought of that and someone believed it.
Look what it's done so far.
What's so amazing that keeps us addicted
to alt dot games dot creatures?
Someday I'll find it.
AGC.
The fingerpuppets the straitjackets and me.

Have you been on the internet and have you heard voices?
I've heard them calling my name.
Is this the insane sound that calls people to AGC?
The voice might be very insane.
I've heard it to many times to ignore it.
It's somewhere that I'm supposed to be.
Someday I'll find it.
AGC.
The fingerpuppets the straitjackets and me.

AGC song

by Jasp

three,
two,
one,
Annnd Go!

(Chorus:
OH, I don't suffer from insanity,
Cause that's the way I want to be,
Welcome them to A G C,
WELCOME TO INSANITY!)

Grab a naven,
Light the fire,
Tie it up with fishing wire,
Leave it there 'till half past three,
Scoff it's brains with scones for tea!

(Chorus.)

Grab a kipper,
Get it wet,
Thwap a person on their tête.	(French for head)
Post Off topic as you can,
Labryinth, dogs or frying pans.

(Chorus.)

Keep on posting,
Do not stop,
Cook trolls in a deep fat pot,
You soon loose you mind and soul,
Please avoid the naven hole!

(Chorus.)

Now your here you cannot leave,
Forever in INSANITY!

New Grendel Song

by Wolfram Hopp

Graaahhaaahoo Graaaa Gra Graaa
Me are Grendel see  that Ya?

Search something to hit and smash
I like the food best as Mash.
And i like a little bit
A Norn surely when i it Hit.

Graaahhaaahoo Graaaa Gra Graaa
Me are Grendel see  that Ya?

I eat and drink like a Pig
Some Norns becoming from me sick
I a sure that make then sad
But i am a Grandal and i am Bad.

I look around for something get in
And suddenly a i saw an Ettin.
I give a Graa to him and stand
The Ettin try to Call for Hand

Graaahhaaahoo Graaaa Gra Graaa
Me are Grendel see  that Ya?

The Hand are what i real need
That cute Thing is it what me feet
With a little "UHUHUHUUUU!"
I say "Hand? That are You?!

Graaahhaaahoo Graaaa Gra Graaa
Me are Grendel see  that Ya?

New Ettin Song

by Wolfram Hopp

Fleery beery Dum di dy.
They call me "Ettin" and i say: "Hi".

As Child i saw between a Rock
a coozie Thing called as "Dog"
I run for Dog an look around.
It maked a lovely "Waff Waff" Sound

I working Hard to collect Food.
And try to Live with Norns as Hood.
Norns are good Friends i am know
They teach me doing something "how".

Fleery beery Dum di dy.
They call me "Ettin" and i say: "Hi".

I play pressing something now
And wondering what appears "how"
Some Toys made me sad and stuck.
So I go to Pressing Back.

Fleery beery Dum di dy.
They call me "Ettin" and i say: "Hi".

And when i went with my Feet
Somethimes i´m sleepy and have to need
A litlle nap on the Ground
So you can hear a snorling Sound.

Fleery beery Dum di dy.

New Norn Song

Probably from The Song of the Oompa-Loompas in Willy Wonka & the Chocolate Factory, by Wolfram Hopp

Dumdiddeldidum Dudildeedi dooo.
I am a Norn and what are You?

Looking around for Food and for Hand
Hope the Grendels to understand.

Dumdiddeldidum Dudildeedi dooo.
I am a Norn and what are You?

Going with easy and sometimes i "slitter"
Listen about somethings known as "critter".

My Good Friends the ettins are helping me
Sometimes i sleep i dreaming of Shee

Dumdiddeldidum Dudildeedi dooo.
I am a Norn and what are You?

Next Time You Hatch A Norn

To the tune of Next Time You Fall in Love, by MadFish387

I guess I'm no good getting norns to live for long
I hex edit a genome but the edit is always wrong
Beauty was my best Norn, around her food wouldn't last
But Norn's are always sad, in present or in past

Next time you hatch a Norn
Not from the hatchery
The way Hand did for thee
Eat fruit, not then you used to push food

You never do what Hand says, you think you're always right
And even when Norns are wrong they'll starve themselves all night
A Norn you thought was dying, may survive another turn
And a starving Norn can be fed, That's what some Hands has learn

Next time you hatch a Norn
Not from the hatchery
The way Hand did for thee
Eat fruit, not then you used to push food

Hands think of future moments that Norns will eat on que
What silly things they know they think they never come true

Next time you hatch a Norn
Not from the hatchery
The way Hand did for thee
Eat fruit, not then you used to push food

Next time you hatch a Norn
Not from the hatchery
The way Hand did for thee
Eat fruit, not then you used to push food

I guess I'm no good getting norns to live for long
I hex edit a genome but the edit is always wrong
Beauty was my best Norn, around her food wouldn't last
But Norn's are always sad, in present or in past

Next time you hatch a Norn
Not from the hatchery
The way Hand did for thee
Eat fruit, not then you used to push food

Next time you hatch a Norn
Not from the hatchery
The way Hand did for thee
Eat fruit, not then you used to push food

We Three Norns

To the tune of We Three Kings, by Jon deMalo

We three Norn be stealing the cheese,
Not saying thanks and not saying please
Over the desert go we
Until we fall into the sea...

Glug glug glug, we're drowning now,
Like to swim, but don't know how!
Sorry 'bout all those things we said,
Now fish us out, before we're dead!

The Norn-Files

To the tune of The X-Files, by Tonia

Em foo em foo em foo
Em foo em foo em foo
Bibble
Bibble
(repeat until sick of it)

Do you hear the Ettins sing?

by Hrairah, To the tune of Do you Hear the People Sing? from Les Miserables

Do you hear the Ettins sing?
Sing of the joy of all badplants,
It is the music of a creature
Who has had, for lunch, some ants
When the failing of your life,
Equals the melting of your bones,
You are quite sure to die tres quickly
When left alone!

Will you join in our death march 
Right to the ocean, big and blue,
It's devoid of oxygen
And that should kill off quite a few
We're all suicidal and we shall now prove it to you!

Do you hear the Ettins sing?
Sing of the joy of all badplants,
It is the music of a creature
Who has had, for lunch, some ants
When the failing of your life,
Equals the melting of your bones,
You are quite sure to die tres quickly
When left alone!

It's our quest as C2 Norns to croak
As quickly as can be,
There are hazards everywhere,
Will you go find 'em all with me?
The poisons and drownings are truly the life of the free!

Do you hear the Ettins sing?
Sing of the joy of all badplants,
It is the music of a creature
Who has had, for lunch, some ants
When the failing of your life,
Equals the melting of your bones,
You are quite sure to die tres quickly
When left alone!

Creatures Paradise

To the tune of Gangsta Paradise, by GreenReaper

As I walk through the valley with my best friend, Beth,
I take a look at her face and think of nothing but sex.
'Cause I've been kissing and popping so long,
That even my friends think that my mind is gone.

But I ain't never pushed a naven even if they deserved it.
A creature with a clue? You know that's unheard of.
You better watch how you're talking,
And where you're walking,
Or you and your egg-mates might vanish in smoke.

I really hate the hand but I gotta go.
Either that or I get slapped (which is no fun at all).
Fool! I'm the kinda norn the mighty Shee want us to be like:
Eating cheese day and night, serving tea in the afterlife!

We've been spending most our lives,
Living in a Creatures paradise.
We're just sleeping half the night,
Living in a Creatures paradise
It's all cheese and fancy lights,
Living in a Creatures paradise.
There's no grendels, hate or fights,
Living in a Creatures paradise.

Look at the situation, they've got me facing,
I can't live with no more slaps,
I was raised by the hand,
So I've gotta be down with the gene team.
Too much hooch-cup pushing got me chasing cheese.

I'm an educated norn with food on my mind,
Got a carrot in my hand and a meme in my mind,
I'm a low down herbivore with OHSS,
And the kleptomanic ettins keep stealing my casettes!

Fool! Death ain't more than a tick or two away,
And yet we still act like we'll live all day!
I'm six hours old but will I live to see seven?
The way things are coded, I don't know.

Tell me why are we
(So stupidly)
Walking off the cliffs
And into trees?

We've been spending most our lives,
Living in a Creatures paradise.
We're just sleeping half the night,
Living in a Creatures paradise
It's all cheese and fancy lights,
Living in a Creatures paradise.
There's no grendels, hate or fights,
Living in a Creatures paradise.

Weed after weed,
Flower after flower,
Minute after minute,
Hour after hour,

Everybody's running,
But I have to push this ettin,
'Cause he took my favourite toy!
I leave him with a beating!

They say I've got to learn,
But nobody's here to teach me!
I push this silly button,
I still can't say "don't eat me!"

I guess I can't.
I guess I won't.
I guess I'm dumb,
That's why I know my user's givin' up, fool!

We've been spending most our lives,
Living in a Creatures paradise.
We're just sleeping half the night,
Living in a Creatures paradise
It's all cheese and fancy lights,
Living in a Creatures paradise.
There's no grendels, hate or fights,
Living in a Creatures paradise.

Tell me why are we
(So stupidly)
Walking off the cliffs
And into trees?

Tell me why are we
(So stupidly)
Walking off the cliffs
And into trees?

All The World's A Game

Derived from Act II, Scene vii, lines 142-169 of As You Like It, by GreenReaper

All the world's a game,
And all the norns and grendels merely creatures:
They have their birth events and their death events;
And one norn in her time plays many parts.
Her act being seven stages. At first the baby,
Rocking and cracking on the birthing hot-plate.
Yearning for the light of life.
And then the curious norn-child, bright-eyed
And hungry, devouring cheese without a pause;
Save to bounce the ball. Then the adolescent,
Kissing and pulling, running and hiding,
Exploring and learning, laughing and wailing;
Extending her bounds. And then the youth,
Touching and fleeing, giggling at a push;
Pursued, caught, and kiss-popped at last.
Seeking the egg's immortality
Even o'er the piranah pool. Then the adult,
Burdened with children, laying and playing,
And laying again. Crafty in battle,
Beloved of the hand. The sixth stage warps
Into the graying and old-age'd norn,
With uneven gait and failing organs
Her youghful hair, a faded mop
Atop her bowed head; and her musical voice
Now cracking and failed. Last stage of all,
That ends this tortured fearful parody,
Is second egg-hood and mere senility.
Sans fur, sans cheese, sans life, sans everything.

Wait Until Friday

A reference to Survivor, to the tune of Tomorrow Comes Today by Gorillaz, by GreenReaper

Every norn is here with me.
We've got Moe's camera to see.
Sixteen of us, all here alone;
Come Friday, two'll have to go.
But who will those two norns be, though?
Mean Rascii, he won't let us know...

Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Okay!
We'll wait,
We'll wait until Friday...

Feelings...

by Zareb, posted on 29th May, Survivor.

I remember my parents...
My sister...
My brother...
My friends...
My grazer
My loved carrot pod...
Why did I choose survivor? I feel so ... alone!
But I'll be strong... I will surviiiive! Yeah-eaaah...

Every Ball You Chase

by GreenReaper, to the tune of Every Breath You Take

Every ball you chase
Every hootch you taste
Every smile you make
Every step you take
I'll be watching you

Every Albian day
Every word you say
In this game we play
Every night and day
I'll be watching you

Oh can't you see?
Cheese is good for thee!
How my poor hand shakes
With every step you take

Every ball you chase
Every hootch you taste
Every sub you break
Every weed you ate
I'll be watching you

Since you hatched I've been trying to keep pace
I pick you carrots - you're always malnourished
I rescue you from the depths of Borland's cave
You're shivering cold, but you won't accept my aid
I keep typing, typing: Ron eat cheese!

Oh can't you see?
Cheese is good for thee!
How my poor hand shakes
With every step you take

Every ball you chase
Every hootch you taste
Every sub you break
Every weed you ate
I'll be watching you

Every ball you chase
Every step you take
I'll be watching you

I'll be watching you . . .

Over the Meso and through the Ark

Sung to tune tune of over the river and through the woods. By anaisa

Over the meso and through the ark
to grandmother's albia we go
the norn knows the way
to carry the sliegh
through the white and drifting snow

Over the meso and through the ark
trot fast my albian grey
spring over the ground
like a critter hound
for this is thanksgiving day

over the meso and through the ark
now grandmother's albia I spy.
Hurrah for the fun is the albian pudding done
Hurrah for the peaking pie

Dockingstation rules

by anaisa

I'm norn breeder Anaisa and I'm here to say
Norns are almost my favourite thangs
and ettins, and grendels and even the shee
they're all my favourites, why can't you see.

If you like metarooms I want you to know
burger bar and romantic restaurant will rule

And if you're into breeds
try my norns that love sleep
sleep norn
and the bat norns are cool
dockingstation rules!

You Say

By KC11

(To the tune of "You say Yes" by the Beetles)

You say dog
I say norn
You say why
and I say
Cause they don't go
Oh ho
On the rug 

You say RL
And I say AL
AL AL
I donno why you say RL
I say AL

You say Sims
I say Creatures
You say why?
And I say
Cause they're alive
Oh oh
Sims are creepy 

You say the skin
And I say the fur
The fur the fur
I donno why you say the skin
I say the fur 

You say Myspace
I say Gameware
You say why?
And I say
Because you
Oh ho
Can actually talk 

You say Lol
And I say the norf
The norf the norf
I donno why you say Lol
I say the norf

Stairway to Norndom

by GreenReaper, to the tune of Stairway to Heaven

There's a COBber who's sure
What a SETV is for
And she's coding a mover to heaven

When it's scripted, she knows
If her norns are a-doze
With a word she can bring them to play with her

Who ho ho ohhhh ohh oh
And she's coding a mover to heaven

There's a norn on the floor
But she wants to be sure
Cause you know sometimes they're only sleeping

On the CDN site
There's a makeover planned
Sometimes all of the docs are misleading

Ohh . . . makes me wonder
Ohh . . . makes me wonder

There's a feeling I get
When I script with the best
And my spriters are painting my vision

In my thoughts I have seen
Veins of mould through the cheese
And the voices of chirpy norn children

Ohh . . . it makes me wonder
Ohh . . . and it makes me wonder

And it's whispered that soon
If we all push the moon
Then the doozer will lead us to resason

And a new day will dawn
Just like the previous morn
And the meso will echo with laughter

Whoh oh oh oh

If there's a bustle in your garden
Don't be alarmed now
It's just a "spring clean" from the ettins ;-)

Yes there are two rooms you can chat in
But in the long run
You still have to choose the one you're from

And it makes me wonder
Ohhh oh-oh

Your norn's wall-bonking and it won't go
In case you don't know
The doozer's calling you to push him

Dear COBber, can you hear the Shee sing?
And did you know:
Your mover lies on the whispering wind . . .

And as we tend our worlds of ease
Our grendels taller than our trees
There scripts the COBber we all know
PRAY's wild abandon just to show
How everything is made of cheese
And if you tickle very hard
The norns will come to play at last
And they will know to bring a ball
Will learn to push and not to pull . . . Whohoho ohhhhhoh ohhh

And she's coding a mover to . . . heaven
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